Moretti, Luis E.
The Night I Couldn’t Attend To I was stabbed on my way to my twin sister’s birthday party. I called Moretti—my husband, the police captain—while I bled in the dark. He didn’t answer. Later, he told everyone I was “being dramatic.” While I fought for my life in the hospital, he was at Georia party, laughing, cutting the cake, completely unconcerned. At the hotel, someone mentioned I was afraid of the dark. Moretti scoffed. “I’m the police captain, and she’s my wife. She should face her fears herself.” He didn’t know I was alive, barely conscious, hooked to monitors. The police needed to search everywhere when a crime seen was reported. Yet—they didn't know it was me. But when they came inside the hospital room, they saw who it was. Still—Moretti didn't care. It was false hope of mine; for me to think that he'll ever care. (Cedits to NeoReading App, u can read the full story in there. This story had been fixed and twisted for it being just a different version.)
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The Night I Couldn’t Attend To I was stabbed on my way to my twin sister’s birthday party. I called Moretti—my husband, the police captain—while I bled in the dark. He didn’t answer. Later, he told everyone I was “being dramatic.” While I fought for my life in the hospital, he was at Georia party, laughing, cutting the cake, completely unconce...阅读更多